"Pfft!"
Upon hearing this, Su Yan spat his drink out, feeling a surge of psychological discomfort.
What the hell...! This flower tea was actually brewed with the pistil of An Shihua! I just can't drink it anymore!
Seeing Su Yan's disdain for her flower tea, An Shihua frowned slightly, feeling somewhat displeased. She didn't say much more, but quietly picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip with her tender, pale lips.
In an instant, a familiar taste exploded on her taste buds, quickly filling her entire mouth and bringing an extreme delight.
"It's really delicious."
An Shihua licked the remaining flower tea from her thin lips, her pretty face expressing satisfaction and enjoyment, a faint, hot blush rising on her cheeks. The tea was a bit too hot, making her face turn red.
